Win My Ex Wife Back Novels & Stories

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

"You should do it." Damien's eyes almost pop out of his sockets. I stretch my hand across the table and squeeze it. "You should do it." I repeat softly. "Are you crazy?" He scoffs. "My ex is literally asking me to walk her down the aisle and watch another man take her. I'm still not over her. She knows that I'm still not over her. And she's just trying to play games with me." "Then play it." I say to his surprise. "Show her that you don't care. That you have moved on. That you have a wife now and you're happily married. That will kill her."

He couldn't deny what his friend said, at least, not after how angry he was back there when he saw her with another man. "What should I do now?" He mumbled and sighed briefly. "Let's get her," He replied to himself before he made up his mind to do whatever it took him to get back now. He was going to fall in love with her, and make things right again. Waking up in the middle of the night and surfing the internet was really crazy, especially when he kept searching nonstop, how to treat a woman. 'How to get your ex-wife back' 'How to be a better man'

Maybe she was just tired of being a ghost in her own marriage. She turned to face him, fully. Gathered the shreds of herself into something that resembled courage. may be worthless in your eyes,she said. Each word scraped her throat raw. “But can’t you show me some love? Even for a minute, I would be glad. Even a lunatic is shown some love. Am I more worthless than a lunatic? Her breath hitched, but she didn’t stop. I know it’s just three months left. But can you at least regard me as your wife once? Just once.

Have you given any thought to the possibility that she may become depressed and believe that you have not moved on from Enid yet? ‘‘My wife knows exactly how I feel about Enid, and she understands me completely...’’ I pointed out. "And everything that I've done to Leina was part of my plan since I am well aware of how smart she is now. She’s been putting up a lot of barriers recently. To earn back her trust, I need to act as if I've always thought of her as Enid and show to her that I'm doing everything I can to make up for the sacrifice she’d done for me…’’

When they talked, she smiled charmingly. Even when she saw him, she pretended that he didn't exist, which lit up the anger in him. Fortunately, he had prepared this move a long time ago. He wanted her to give up completely! His ex-wife ignored him but flirted with another man. No wonder she divorced him as soon as she returned to A city. It turned out that she found a man who was better than him. She wanted to leave him. She wanted to live a happy and peaceful life, but he did not want her to achieve that.

My fingers closed around the cold grip of the revolver. Monica's eyes went to my hand. She saw the metal glint in the dim light. She stopped breathing. "Richard," she whispered. "No. Please. Look at me. I'm your wife." "Not anymore," I said. I raised the gun. My hand was rock steady. The barrel pointed directly at the center of her forehead. "You took everything from me," I said softly. "My company. My reputation. Claire. You took it all." "I can fix it!" She fell to her knees, hands clasped in prayer. "We can run! We can start over! David said he would help us!"

When her husband touches her arm, Simon decides it is time to leave. “I will see you in a jiffy then,” he mutters and heads towards the entrance without waiting for a reply. There is no denying he feels a bit of jealousy, and it makes him scold himself for the emotion. If she is married, he should let go of whatever had happened between them in the past. But he knows he can't. The fact that she is back, very close to him, makes him want to do everything he can to get her back. It's sad that she is married, and chasing a married woman is unethical unless they are not in love.

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

“Win.” “Right,” he drawled. “But if you need my advice; here’s what you do, fuck her. Once. Girls can’t resist the ex thing. Especially when you’re good at it. You think she’s moved on, but trust me… that shit sticks. One good fuck and she's yours again.” I shoved his hand off my shoulder. “She’s not like that. And I’m not gonna do anything to hurt her more than I already have. What pisses me off is… it could’ve been me. We could’ve been....f.cking married by now.”